| Song | Harder Than Stone |
| Artist | City and Colour |
| Album | The Hurry and the Harm (Deluxe Version) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Someday I will walk away | |
| When time ain't drawing on me like a blade | |
| Back turned to the setting sun | |
| Leaving behind Toronto's incessant hum | |
| ‘Cause I was born and raised | |
| To live beyond | |
| The heft and weight | |
| Of a world undone | |
| But I don’t mean to be a bother | |
| I don’t need you to take my burden away | |
| And I ain’t afraid of dying | |
| Cold and alone | |
| Traipsing though the utter dark | |
| Walking underneath the dead moonlight | |
| Without any great concern | |
| For what I’ve missed or how many bridges have burned | |
| Like a bird who flies | |
| Away from the North | |
| My heart will roam | |
| In search of warmth | |
| But I don’t mean to be a bother | |
| I don’t need you to take my burden away | |
| And I ain’t afraid of dying | |
| Cold and alone | |
| When my time comes | |
| When I was young | |
| I didn’t know too much | |
| I thought that I could rule the world | |
| Then I grew up | |
| And found out life was hard | |
| Harder than stone |
| Someday I will walk away | |
| When time ain' t drawing on me like a blade | |
| Back turned to the setting sun | |
| Leaving behind Toronto' s incessant hum | |
| ' Cause I was born and raised | |
| To live beyond | |
| The heft and weight | |
| Of a world undone | |
| But I don' t mean to be a bother | |
| I don' t need you to take my burden away | |
| And I ain' t afraid of dying | |
| Cold and alone | |
| Traipsing though the utter dark | |
| Walking underneath the dead moonlight | |
| Without any great concern | |
| For what I' ve missed or how many bridges have burned | |
| Like a bird who flies | |
| Away from the North | |
| My heart will roam | |
| In search of warmth | |
| But I don' t mean to be a bother | |
| I don' t need you to take my burden away | |
| And I ain' t afraid of dying | |
| Cold and alone | |
| When my time comes | |
| When I was young | |
| I didn' t know too much | |
| I thought that I could rule the world | |
| Then I grew up | |
| And found out life was hard | |
| Harder than stone |
| Someday I will walk away | |
| When time ain' t drawing on me like a blade | |
| Back turned to the setting sun | |
| Leaving behind Toronto' s incessant hum | |
| ' Cause I was born and raised | |
| To live beyond | |
| The heft and weight | |
| Of a world undone | |
| But I don' t mean to be a bother | |
| I don' t need you to take my burden away | |
| And I ain' t afraid of dying | |
| Cold and alone | |
| Traipsing though the utter dark | |
| Walking underneath the dead moonlight | |
| Without any great concern | |
| For what I' ve missed or how many bridges have burned | |
| Like a bird who flies | |
| Away from the North | |
| My heart will roam | |
| In search of warmth | |
| But I don' t mean to be a bother | |
| I don' t need you to take my burden away | |
| And I ain' t afraid of dying | |
| Cold and alone | |
| When my time comes | |
| When I was young | |
| I didn' t know too much | |
| I thought that I could rule the world | |
| Then I grew up | |
| And found out life was hard | |
| Harder than stone |